Faith is Right Now

Finally, I am getting back into my work here, in Costa Rica. The first few days were slow, trying to get back into the routine, find my place again, reestablish friendships, and get used to not having my family just a call, or a bedroom away. I never really questioned whether or not I should be here, but I did find myself questioning several times whether or not this time around would be as successful, fulfilling and inspiring. In my boredom and taste of loneliness over the weekend, I did end up asking myself, yet again, why I put myself in the situations that I do. Right when I got reacquainted with my home, family, comforts and life....was it really a good idea for me to leave it all behind again? Am I really getting anyone here that I couldn't get at home, or more importantly, giving anything here that I couldn't give at home? Was it really necessary to suffer,through a four hour plan ride with Cooper in order to return to Costa Rica?!

And then Tuesday morning, I arrived at the By With a Ball offices to find Sergio waiting for me with a huge smile on his face and his arms open wide to hug me for a good ten seconds, then thank me for coming back. That was enough to fill my heart to its rim, but the day only continued to get better from there. I was invited into a meeting where we discussed - in Spanish - the program/curriculum that had been developed in order to create leaders out the children we are working with in Los Cuadros. It is a five part, Christian based curriculum that is a wonderfully organized, but also open enough for me to be able to use my creativity, experience and knowledge to make it more applicable to the population with which Sergio and I are working.

The backbone of the curriculum is as follows:

1. Faith and hope

2. Self-esteem

3. Strength and discipline

4. Responsibility

5. Consistency and perseverance 

I can't think of five values more important to this community than those listed above, but anticipate the perplexed looks on the children's faces when I ask them, "How do you define faith? What's the difference between faith and hope? Are they both necessary in order to find happiness?" More than likely, these children have never even been asked to consider the idea of happiness, or what would/could make them happy... Therefore we have an immensely large job ahead of us, yet one that could ultimately change the future of not only this special group of children, but also their entire community, country and world. 

As we were brainstorming ideas of how to even approach these topics, we decided to first look within our own hearts, and attempt to define, dissect, and analyze what these values mean and what role they play in our own lives. The first question Sergio asked me was, "What is the base of your faith." One would the answer would come to my mind quickly and that I would be able to express my beliefs without any hesitation, but that was not the case. I stuck, I was lost, I was frozen. I thought through all the answers I was "supposed to say:" the Bible, Jesus, the church... But none of these felt real to me. Of course they're key elements of my faith, but there is something so much more powerful, so much more effective than those things in strengthening my faith, I just couldn't seem to find the words to express it. 

So I asked Sergio, "Well, what is the vase of your faith?" Of course, his response was quick and easy, "the Bible," he told me, and then began to quote verses from the Bible that speak of what faith is. He talked about the story of Abraham, sacrificing his only son, Isaac, simply because of his obedience and faith in the words of his God, and told me how very influential this story has been in his life. It was in that very instant that I realized where exactly my faith lies: in the stories of the people around me. 

I look at this man whose existence has been one of suffering since his first breath, yet whose faith pulled him allowed him to beat all the odds that were against him, and be one the strongest, most kind, giving and inspiring men I have ever known. It is in his heart and through the way that he loves that I see God most clearly.

I think about my sweet friends, Amy and Forrest, and the roller coaster they've endured, yet the graceful way they have persevered, clinging to each other and their faith to pull them through a season of fear and sadness that no parents should have to endure. I see them loving on their angel of a child, Grace, and see the hundreds of lives she has touched in her own short five years on this earth, and in this family, I see God. I see love, his mercy, his Grace.... Not understanding the mysterious ways in which he works, but unceasingly thanking him for souls like these.

I think through the stories of Christina, Mr. Whitfield, Romano, Tavarres and know that their stories are the instruments of an incomprehensible God, whose plan for each one of us is so much greater than we could ever imagine, and whose Glory shines through these people's faces.

All of a sudden in this moment, all of my questions vanished, and I was given a dose of inspiration to touch these children's lives, and attempt to share with them the way that faith can transform their lives, and the lives of those around them.